What had started out as a pleasant evening ended with me slapping him round the face and storming out of the restaurant, the worst part was that I was...feeling randy and had actually been looking forward to letting him take me back to his place for some fun. When I got home dad was still in the living room, he looked up as I entered, smiled, frowned then laid his book to one side."Want to talk about it Virginia?" he asked."Is it that obvious?" I sighed."Only to your old Da'." He grinned.So I sat. Until, one day right after Warren had testified in the trial, the topic of discussion in the class turned to rape."This is something you men in this class will never understand--what it's like to be raped, what it's like to walk in fear of being raped," Dr. Abrams was saying."You're wrong," Warren interrupted."Excuse me?" There's a criminal trial going on right here in Madison, it's been in all the papers," Warren said sarcastically. "The defendants are on trial for assault, attempted murder,. He’s frantic.His daughter has been kidnapped. They want him to ensure we die, or they’ll kill her, Ret answered.“Someone has taken my daughter. They ... they want me to have you executed, or they’re going to kill my baby girl. Can you save her?”Ret? Can we find his daughter in time? Linda asked.She’s been gone less than an hour. If we hurry, I should be able to pick her captors up, Ret replied.Mr. President, we’ll be back. If your daughter can be saved, we’ll do it, Linda the Wonder Angel. He shook my hand and gave Cheyenne a little hug, saying, “Hey, short stuff, ain’t seen you in a while. I hear this guy (nodding toward me) has kicked me out of first place on your favorites list.”“You wish! What makes you think you were ever on the list? Don’t you think you’re a bit old for a high school girl?”“Hey, a guy can dream.”“You just here visiting your old man, or are you up to some new mischief?”He held up his right hand and swore, “I’m on my best behavior. I’ll be helpin’ Dad with.